The Nothing Maker - The Pretenders

He doesn’t make shoes

Or design a new shirt

Or take photographs

But no one gets hurts

And he doesn’t look trendy

Like guys in magazines

You won’t see him at parties

He’s not the face behind the scenes

He makes nothing

He’s the nothing maker

He’s the maker of nothing

He’s the nothing maker

And he doesn’t paint pictures

Or write poetry

Or act on a stage

For others to see

And he don’t expect much

Santa Claus knows

Cause he doesn’t make lists

Of toys and new clothes

Everyone’s chasing

A reason to live

Mostly they take more than they give

The succeeder justifies

Why he needs more than the rest

He believes his own lies

And thinks he’s the best…

But my guy

Doesn’t make movies

To suit an audience’s whim

He lives by a code

Known only to him

And he doesn’t make money

To buy watches and cars

Cause there’s no time and no place to go

For a man who has nothing to show